Projections

Making the journey

Through the city

Filled with cars and concrete

Dirty snow and drug addicts

In the dark corners

Slowly melting away

Leaving the gravel behind

A tired sun behind the clouds

Creating a tepid light

In late afternoon

Ensuring the cycle of life and death

The city break us down slowly

Piece by piece

Replacing and recreating

People and values

While the losers

Enacting people’s frustration

Projecting my their fear and

Frustration into the empty space

Circles

Travelling in my memory

I have to be there

Every day, every minute of my life

Reliving all the memories from many

Years

I did not choose this life

This life chooses me

And still sometimes

It’s the other way around

Will

Lost so much energy

Poverty is awaiting me

Suffering around the corner

Just to wait and see

Frustration is running high

But I have a will

That is the only thing

I got

Mercury

I hate this situation

Just been caught in this pattern

For the best of to many good years

It is becoming worse and worse

Now I am completely blocked again

Cannot work with the things that

Eventually will help me out of this

Situation

Trapped and trapped again